You can sing Fernando all you want

The other day Dave and I were driving to the school for the 19th time that day and he said, "You know what I love about France? You can drive down the country lane with the windows down, passing horses and wild boars, all the while singing "Fernando" at the top of your lungs. And no one even thinks you're gay, because that's just how it is here."

I thought perhaps he was a little crazy, until he played it for me later that day (Enjoy it here). And I agree, if you sang it at the top of your lungs in Arizona you would risk being "labeled". And I also agree, you can hear it on the radio because they play it here, and you'll pass horses and wild boars while you're at it. But I still asked him not to sing it here anyway.